�� Grabbing some provisioning notes I�d
promised Sallyanne we dashed off for a heavy day of lectures. Provisioning was
first reminding me that I must get lists of fresh food ordered. Printouts of
the aerobic workout were also handed out. Management of Emergencies was another
scary one with horror photos of dismastings, emergency steering set ups and a
host of other dreaded disasters. Jerry the rigger was next going through the
rig check again and showing more scary photos of the consequences if we neglect
the rig. Chris Tibbs� weather lecture was last which I guess will be packed
next week when he repeats it but also gives the latest forecasts with his suggested
route across the pond.
�� Well into the afternoon by now, Si�s tummy
thought his head had been cut off, with shouts of �Feed me, feed me� we returned
to Brindabella with rumbly tummies, heads full of information and of course
numb bums! Jobs continued in the afternoon and I�m now getting panicky as
nothing is being crossed off my list of things to do. Non-perishable food
orders are being delivered frequently around us, the pontoon immediately
covered as all crew remove packaging and labels, mark tins and carry food
aboard for stowage. I haven�t even had time to check the contents of the
cupboards which would have been easy if I�d been crossing off items removed
from the spreadsheet I�d printed off. Bad Lini!
�� The day was gone all too quickly and it was
time again for showers, dressing in grown up clothes and more socialising.
Tonight was the crew supper for boats less than 13 metres, the babies as we�re
known as most are considerably larger than us. We spend most of the evening
talking and dining with our fellow Rassy 40 Czechoslovakian neighbours who now
have an English couple on board as well. The food was very scrummy and the wine
flowed freely. I must get that night time steering problem fixed with the bike!